{"id":20,"date":"2015-01-13T18:53:00","date_gmt":"2015-01-13T18:53:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2024-10-16T18:57:41","modified_gmt":"2024-10-16T18:57:41","slug":"humbly-and-quietly-searching-day-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=20","title":{"rendered":"Humbly and Quietly Searching &#8211; Day 2"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brave.jpg\" style=\"clear: right; float: right; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brave.jpg\" height=\"150\" width=\"320\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">Day two starts with an early morning walk up the mountain.<\/span><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">\n<span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\">The graceful Atma leads the way. She knows this particular trail very well, so I walk right behind her feeling well-guided. As we ascend, I realize that even though I\u2019m almost 30 years younger than she is, she definitely is the fit one! She walks with such vigor and simplicity whereas I &#8211; from time to time &#8211; need to stop and take in as much fresh air as possible and regain my strength.<\/span><\/div>\n<p>\n<span style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">After a while, I start to lag behind.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">Like a loving teacher, she glances over her shoulder to give me a look, a commanding look that says \u201cyou can do better than that&#8221;. I lag even further behind as Atma, like a feather, continues to stroll up the mountain. The negative mind takes over and I start to curse the whole expedition. As I\u2019m about to totally give up, I realize we are only a few steps away from the peak<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;\">\n<span style=\"font-family: &quot;Century Gothic&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%;\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/102.jpg\" style=\"clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/102.jpg\" height=\"120\" width=\"200\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">We reach the top. I stand on top of one of the big rocks with my eyes wide opening taking in as much of the landscape as possible. As I breathe in more oxygen, I begin to relax. I reach for my bag and take out a bottle of water. &nbsp;I gulp the water down like a camel. Atma totally ignores her bottle of water, clearly she is not as thirsty as I am, actually not thirsty at all!&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">We stand there &#8211; student and teacher &#8211; with nothing to say. Together, we quietly observe the scenery.&nbsp;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\"><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;\">Then it occurs to me: one is never alone. &nbsp;Atma, the divine soul, is always there saying \u201cyou can do much better than that\u201d. &nbsp;Truly, each one of us has an<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;\">&nbsp;<\/span><a href=\"https:\/\/books.google.co.za\/books?id=xRO0j0dbLRMC&amp;pg=PA204&amp;lpg=PA204&amp;dq=atma+meaning+sanskrit&amp;source=bl&amp;ots=hj5TlHvVzQ&amp;sig=deRniYxq8GW77NZNGYtesLD8-AY&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;ei=rXa1VLyhMse6UfTXgcgL&amp;ved=0CBsQ6AEwADge#v=onepage&amp;q=atma%20meaning%20sanskrit&amp;f=false\" style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><b>Atma<\/b><\/a><span style=\"font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;\">.<\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Day two starts with an early morning walk up the mountain. The graceful Atma leads the way. She knows this particular trail very well, so I walk right behind her feeling well-guided. As we ascend, I realize that even though I\u2019m almost 30 years younger than she is, she definitely is the fit one! 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